This is a song about "Facts about genetics"

That shit's in human genetics to be a racist at heart,

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

We getting money, you can face the facts

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

My designs filled with similarity facts

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

I just know facts like that

Don’t you be holding back

Think you're big well here's the facts

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Snatching lyrics of shit, and idiocy is your facts.

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Would dreams actually become facts?